After all, if it weren’t for Li Mengyue, he would definitely have failed in the battle with Beimo.

After the defeat, the soldiers faced the fate of being slaughtered by others.

But Li Mengyue's actions not only won the war, but also saved Beiling City.

Most importantly, they saw with their own eyes that the usually brave Northern Desert Cavalry was blown to pieces by the mysterious weapons, with even their bodies not being able to be collected. This allowed them to win the war with an absolute advantage and avoid being captured.

It can be said that it was indeed Li Mengyue who saved them and was their savior.

Li Mengyue walked from the military camp without encountering any obstruction, and unknowingly arrived at the wounded camp.

As soon as Li Mengyue arrived outside the tent of the wounded soldiers' camp, someone came out from inside. When he saw Li Mengyue for the first time, he shouted with joy.

"You're the girl who knows how to sew and make the best hemostatic medicine, right?"

Li Mengyue looked closely and found that it was an old man she didn't recognize.

She had never heard Xie Ruiyuan remind this person, and she had never seen this old man when she was treated in the wounded camp before.

But what happened now was that the other person looked at him like a dog seeing a bone, with the whites of his eyes slightly red, either from nervousness or excitement, and his eyes suddenly widened, flashing with a light called excitement and persistence, filled with an incomparable desire for delicious food.

Li Mengyue was very familiar with this kind of look. She remembered that in her previous life she had met a person who was extremely dedicated to medical skills. He was the kind of person who would do anything to study medicine.

The old man standing in front of him now was just like that.

Thinking of the man she had met before who was dedicated to medical skills, her scalp tingled. She turned around and left without saying anything.

"Hey, girl, what are you talking about? Don't talk, I have something to ask you."

Hearing these words, Li Mengyue's pace became faster and faster, and in the end she was jogging.

"Hey, girl, don't run away. You're still pregnant. I just have a few small questions I want to ask you. I don't mean anything else."

It would have been fine if the old man didn't say anything, but as soon as he said it, Li Mengyue invisibly sped up again. She didn't want to be pestered by anyone.

But no matter how strong her stamina was, she couldn't keep jogging forever.

And she was always concerned about her belly, afraid of hurting the baby, so she didn't dare to run too fast.

Eventually, the old man caught up with her. Li Mengyue stopped and stood there helplessly.

"Hey, little girl, you're over a month pregnant, and you dare to run so fast? Aren't you worried that something might happen to the baby?"

"I can run so fast, who can I blame? If you hadn't chased me, I could have run."

"I wasn't chasing you. I just wanted to ask you a few questions. You ran away like your butt was on fire."

"Okay, tell me what you want to say."

As soon as Li Mengyue finished speaking, the old man's eyes lit up and he immediately asked his doubts without any hesitation.

Sure enough, just as Li Mengyue guessed, all the questions asked were about suturing.

She had already discovered it yesterday. The two military doctors, Sun Kang and Xue Qiao, had never seen a wound being sutured before.

Because she saw Sun Kang and Xue Qiao treating the wounds of the wounded soldiers, they would sprinkle the medicine directly on the wounds and then bandage them with gauze, which did not do any good to the wounds.

Later, she treated Li Mingfei's injury and sutured the wound on his abdomen. Sun Kang and Xue Qiao were both surprised.